This site does not allow itself to be embedded. You can still read it on the original site — the toolbar below keeps your place in the directory.
Introduction § One of the great joys of childhood is having a convenient place to swim. In my youth, that place was a perennial irrigation ditch that flowed through my front yard. Unfortunately, the water level was rarely satisfactory, which was just the pits. It didn't take long for me to come up with a solution. I would dig through the wood scraps in the garage and find a perfectly sized piece…
Comments
Nothing yet. Say the first thing.
Sign in to join the conversation.